Having spent so many years together, Yang Sheng was unwilling to believe this fact. With a sliver of hope, he said, "Master, aren't you going to ask how I am doing? I'm one of the last ones to come out."

"What could you possibly want? Where is Ming'er? Have you seen him?" Shen Guang lowered his eyes, concealing his impatience.

Yang Sheng reached into his bag and took out the Moye sword, saying in a deep voice, "Master, Junior Brother Beiming, he..."

"Alright, you don't need to say anything more, I already know."

Shen Guang's hands trembled, and a flash of killing intent appeared in his eyes. He took the Mo Xie sword from him, gently stroked the blade, and said, "It's fate, it's destiny. This is Ming'er's own choice, and he can't blame anyone else."

Upon hearing this, Yang Sheng's last glimmer of hope was utterly crushed.

He wanted to explain further, but Shen Guang wouldn't listen.

If Shen Guang doesn't listen, it means he won't believe a single word Shen Guang says, and he'll sentence him to death.

If he had initially believed Shen Guang's massacre of the entire Yang family to a certain extent, and Shen Guang's reaction when the magic array first appeared made him believe it to a certain extent, then now, even that last bit of belief has been completely erased.

The hatred of killing one's father and mother is irreconcilable!

Although Yang Sheng is not as strong as Shen Guang, if he uses his abilities properly and takes advantage of Shen Guang's unpreparedness, he may be able to kill him.

Yang Sheng's hand unconsciously tightened around the weapon.

"Alright, now that we're out, let's go register." Shen Guang's eyes remained fixed on the Mo Xie sword.

Yang Sheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Good!"

Turning around and walking forward, Shen Guang stood behind him, slowly drawing out Mo Xie, examining it for a moment, and suddenly swung the sword, shooting it towards Yang Sheng's back.

"careful!"